Sojiro doubled checked to make everything was packed. Two small bags and our Katana's in hand, we left in the dead of night, on our way to Kyoto. The boy was quiet, as we walked in the dark shadows of the moon, out of sight of anyone that could be out. We finally made it out of the small town we were staying in just walking for miles and miles. Sojiro looked up at me and then back to the ground at one point and I ignored this, not wanting to start a conversation, but the boy persisted on looking up and then down. Finally I gave in.
"What Sojiro" I asked coldly and quickened my pace as if I could ignore the question.
"Mr. Sishio…" He began but quickly became silent "What did I tell you Sojiro, to finish the thought or never to start them never finishing them will only get you into a world of trouble." The boy nodded and continued.
"I was wondering if we were going to stop soon, I mean it has been a couple of hours." I hadn't realized the time had gone by so quickly and the boy was right, it had been a few hours since we left the town. I shrugged and kept walking faster the small boy tried to keep up with me but was failing miserably. I stopped and Sojiro caught up to me.
"What is the matter Sojiro, you never usually have a hard time keeping up." I was watching the boy, he was panting like a dog who ran for miles on end with no break. Sojiro was sweating and using his Katana as support. Then he looked up at me and tried to give me that same smile he always had but started to collapse. I caught the boy in my arm and turned him over so his face was looking up at mine. He had passed out, yet he was sweating uncontrollably and his skin had grown a pale color. I placed him on the side of the road with his stuff next to him, and started to walk away. I stopped when I had gotten 10 feet away from Sojiro, wondering if what I was doing to him was right.
"Great…" I sighed walking back to him and then put the boy on my back, he cradled his small arms around my neck lightly. I picked up his bag and Katana and kept walking for another couple of miles in hope of finding somewhere to hide myself and Sojiro. When I did come across a building it wasn't abandoned at all but full of woman. I hid behind a tree near the well outside the small building. I put Sojiro against the tree, his breathing was heavy and wheezing.
I gritted my teeth, I didn't need baggage on my trip to Kyoto, but a part of me could not simply leave this boy to die. Yes, I did believe in the Philosophy and recited it "The strong shall survive and…" Sojiro unconsciously finished it "the weak shall die." Sojiro had a strong will to live and it was even more reason to make sure he was okay and train him never to be this weak again. I heard a door slide open from the building and a woman walked out. Her kimo simply draped around her shoulders and her brown hair neatly assembled into a bun with part of her hair in front of her face. I smirked and drew my sword and quickly ran behind her with the sword to her neck.
She dropped the bucket that had not been filled with water to the ground and she began to shake. "Now listen you little whore, if you want to live you will let me stay in your room with no interruptions and do exactly as I say or I will slay not only you but everyone who resides in this building, do you understand?" She nodded and I lead her over to the tree were Sojiro was leaned against. "Pick him up and show me to your room." She picked up Sojiro, carefully and began to walk inside. I grabbed my stuff and his and followed this woman. She stopped at the entrance of the building and looked both ways into the hallway and motioned me to follow her. The woman looked as she was about to cry, she had no knowledge of fighting that was apparent and she made no attempt to call for help. We walked into her room and I slide her door shut, locking it. She put Sojiro down on her bed, which was messy to begin with. My face twisted with disgust to what Sojiro could be laying in, and what that woman had done in that bed just recently. The woman looked at me and I stared right back at her.
Sorry if Shishio went slightly out of character with Sojiro, I feel that Shishio thought of Sojiro as a son, so yeah. If it was to OFC I won't do it again or as noticeable.
